This is a song about "Weed hoes"

I show up with four hoes

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

From the back seat, back seat

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Never can i straight face

Jay rock got flows

Keep it trill for the hoes

Live from the lamont's rose

In the garden guarding my hoes

I’m way harder than the concrete

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those